Lyrics:
be off the fentanyl
I'm too blessed to ever give a damn about the hate
It don't get me pissed off
Hoes acting like they really poppin on the gram
That
it's sunny for a second
Take It easy
Unc was suicidal he ain't even write a letter nigga still grieving
Never got a chance to bypass it get it off
for people that really changed up on me
And I smoke K2 just by myself, cause I know that you won't hold me
I used to punch hoes in my wall when I was
matter of fact
Let me be kind at this time
Cause I ain't got no soul tie with no hoes
I'm locked in my soul ties with these fuckin' goals
Onyii got my
that's cool baby
Let me know when you ready to lay down
Aye, aye
I don't have no time to waste
Mesmerized when I look at your face
Hoes hit me up but i'm
ships
We can get some food we go up like rocket ships
Anything for you just make sure your pockets fit
If I get pressed by your dad I plead the fifth
You
Chilling with bro we just smoked like half a pound
Got a couple hoes imma need like thirty rounds
Yeah I'm burning flower I do it by the hour
I like ganja
lingering, put the city on my back
And these hoes on the side
Cause my cape getting bloody everytime i fight a crime
Twitter always feeding off the false media
Hurts some more
It hurts some more
I'm unfortunately afflicted by a virus I'm addicted
A thought's implanted and the rest is just evicted
The only scenes
the whip
To the mall babe
Sauce on me just like a faucet
I told her don't listen
To false shit
I gotta work these bitches
Lurk real niggas know
They ain't
Paint a perfect picture I'm wit it, i'm just a little suspicious
Can't trust no fancy bitches, I'm just a thug nigga That ain't for everybody
That
dispensary, can you please
Imagine me sipping daiquiris, two hoes on my lap with the weed like an African king
Maybe I'm all philosophic when I write a song,
show growth so I will not level it
Aura so godly but slightly devilish
Don't give up on hope when you don't see the benefits
Niggas be hoes it's so
me at a Glock
Come up from shit , bitches they suck on the dick
My heart, it got left, left in a ditch
Fuck all these niggas and fuck all these bitches
us into debates
Little by little I get a lil old
Heat from the dome but the flow is too cold
Not one of them ones who be selling they soul
You ain't
I'm down to catch a body if a pussy nigga touch you
Ain't worried about these bitches, you the only one I run to
They say I'm one of one, but baby
wit me
I’ll Rather Stand stiff at a buck 50
Than pay a nigga just to f*ck wit me
Cuz I go silly, my neck chilly, my flex all in my facts
Im Self
them hoes
So you know I’m never pressing it
And you not like them niggas
So I know you’re never flexing it
Do you feel like moving ?
Do something
won’t let me have it yea
This shit is so tragic
Imma still go cop a Patek ya
You know Gotta stay fresh, stay wet
Even though
Keep at least 3 hoes
Followed by lies saying I’ll change
Knowing I’m headed a places
Where women are easy if niggas are popping or singing
I’m doin em both, juggle the balance
oppin'
Came thruogh with the bass knock
Yellin' bae poppin' hoes droppin'
Hoe better stay in her place
Hoe better stay out my face
Hoe better know better
still rock
We ain’t gotta be in VIP, these hoes they still jock
Ain’t no fakers on the team and if it is where the knife at
I’ll cut 'em off bounce right
when they productive
I came to fuck this shit up
Bitch no sexual seduction
I do my thing
These hoes is ba da bop bop ba they loving it
We bout to stack
almost every day
If I get to arching, then you know he gone pay
This is not Nintendo, no I don't ever play
I might gotta spray
These niggas always get in
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